With your words that made me fly somehow.
But hidden within ur innerself its always been your sweetest lie.
Talking bout your dreams devouring me like ashes twisted and slowly disappearing.
The truth acts like a spirited-away. Letting it fly back to its inside.

There's this always inside of you. Something hidden and somethng blocked. Stopping you from outpouring what's inside.

Mind and heart was in despair. They were always contrary but hearing all! With your honesty, i know there is all the droppin of everythng. All numb but eyes were all blown. I cant stop it.
But all a could say. Everythng was fragile.

Revenge has always been part of the human soul. not in its anatomy form or any interior or exterior aspects.
But functioning with its own parts.
Its the anger! Where it all starts. Jealousy and hurt were the main stream and always end to suffering.
Thats all for love. We'd all be needing for us to feel even.
Just a pinch of happiness just to get fair for someone that we love but did somethng wrong within us breaking us. Attacking every tiny vessels which in the end, Turning us into an evil creature.

It was a buss - telling me it was that simple thing. Not to make it more bigger. But lets end this up.
Still it hurts,... Still. Its another woman. Such senstivity arising.

I know what lots of people think
I know just what they say
I hear them talk behind my back
I hear them every day

But no one really knows who I
Or anyone can be
If all they do is criticize
The part of me they see

There's more to me than dull, gray eyes
And bushy, ugly hair
I know I'm short with crooked teeth
And I don't really care

If all you see is ugly me
Then look deeper inside
Look into my innerself
And see just what I hide

I always envied all the girls
With popularity
The girls with perfect shining eyes
I fumed with jealousy

Even though they laughed at me
And called me certain names
I still dreamed to be like them
For this, I was insane

'Cause why on Earth should I regret
That I don't look like them?
I like myself and how I look
On the outside and within

Anyone that laughs at girls
Less beautiful than they
Should come to see their hearts of black
Are worse than eyes of gray

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words won't break my pride
'Cause when we're dead our body's gone
And we're left with what's inside.

An angel told me yesterday
To live
One has to die first
And I did


Now is this life
Where my thoughts corrode
My innerself
And mind takes over
My Senses
And finds no solace
The Chaos balancing two opposites
Continues to lives in past
Looks upto future
But never stays
In
The present


Is this life
Where all one does
Is to pay for
Past
Karma as they call
While one does not even know
How much balance one still has
To pay


How can I live my life
When
Whenever I ask the angels
They let me die
Another death.

Work to do.

I've always dreamt of impossible realities,
I've learnt from certain fatalities,
Things get hard with every second passing,
Your innerself dieing and anger lashing;
Get a grip on your emotions and pick yourself,
Because nothing can degrade you but yourself,

Guard your mind from useless words,
Let not become the castle of queens an empty hearse,

Keep chaising the dream you live for,
The dream you've placed in your soul's core.

Keep the spark alive until your last breath.

So many ways to love.
So discover it.
So many ways to care.
So locate it.
So many ways to feel.
So feel it.

Take a mythical journey down the path of expression.
And I guarantee you adore what you're after.

So many ways to fail.
Don't do it.
So many things to try.
So try it.

Let your innerself free.
And be what you would like to be.
Forget the dreams.
And make it a reality.

So many ways to say I love you.
So say it.
So, do we run from it.

Out of crassitude with gross vision
Awakened to just another lip
service
A mind deaf and obstinate to my
opinion
A heart so hard , the passion
waned
From your cup I tested the wine
felt amiably pleasant in a moment
devine
your decietful tone blurred my
senses
A vocal utterance breaking through
my defences
On the eve of crossing the line
my liberty denied being subject to
your concience
my innerself detected an accurate
vivid sign
A discovery that revealed a Vision
unclear

Sometimes, you wonder about us as folks.
The way we think things should be.
Because, many times it doesn't concern us.
We just wants to be part of the mix.
Or , least thik it makes common sense.

Oh, why do he has something like her on his arm?
I know he can find someone just as beautiful.
And this is where judgement begins.
Her innerself just might had impressed him.
Cause many gorgeous women depends upon looks.

Oh, why is she with him?
As, if it's our life that they are living.
And same as before.
This might be man of choice she wants to love.

Some of the best looking folks have been with people for looks.
And probably found out that's not, what they wanted.
But this is just a  opinion.

Except, we as folks just needs to remember.
The one we love, they probably judge too.
Cause looks are in the eyes of the beholder.

Some say, I'm serious too much.
They just down see the clown in me around you.
I keep this hidden.
Only reserve for you.

Yes, I'm a fool concerning you.
But in a good way.

If my humor makes you smile.
Then you comprehend this side of me, as sweet.
If a wink of my eye is notice by you.
Then I accomplished making you you blush.

Love has a way of making you do odd things.
Like on the spur of the moment surprising her.
With flowers.
With cards.
Or maybe on the spur of the moment romantic love.
Which I won't speak further about.

But the wise minds know, what I'm talking about?
A scream.
A shout.
Where you both letting your innerself out.

So, if some only see the serious side of me.
That's just because they not the one claiming to love me.
Cause you only see the silly side of me.

The silly side of me that makes you laugh.
The silly side of me that keeps you smiling.
Or stop the tears when you feel the need to cry.

I guess this's the reason , I'm your guy.

innerself potentially decides
between wrong and right
in a jiffy,
that stays eternally.
poetry that sprouts
from such a bud
remains green
as a falsified desiccates
to elope ephemerally...
when poets become thieves
and thieves poets
poetic flow
even then,
in its riverline
travels to unknown
away where beauty
in thought and action
reigns
as thieves write poetry
and poets the theft, dismally.

As the moon grew full
so did the sorrow in her mind,
the night she picked up the knife
instead of the pen
For the drops on the floor were more poetically true of
her innerself than her open ended words on that paper
could ever be...

At the helm of knowing the truth,
somewhere, far off your comfort zone,
on the tiller of becoming
someone's shadow,
In a slow motion to diversity
quite certain of a million ways to succeed,
only to get fastened and lost in a cold world

At the notion of love being a
heartache, nothing but pain
Much as you can't recognise the man in the mirror,
the door to your heart remains
closed,
to the sharing of your troubled
times
When you thought your head was standing upright,
your body firmly on your feet, the wind came tossing your joy away,
your confidence got swept aside
and your innerself drooped
When you walked to the dead end
but still wanted to breath,
your soul willing to live,
your heart yearning to give
when you were seated on your
bed,
your face wrapped in your hands,
whispering to yourself ,
that it will be alright,
Thats when you dig too deep to
find yourself

Everyday you come across many people
Short, tall, black, white, round, slim, pretty and ugly
You learn eventually that these people become gone
Gone is many ways
Gone towards you
Gone towards themselves
Spritrualy, mentally, physically, and financially
The truth is that these strangers are your friends, your lover, your family.
They take you on beautiful strolls to contemplate on life
They take a toll on your life
They take a hold on your life
Accepting the love we think we deserve has hit me the worst
Wherever it may be you would like to be accepted
At school
At home
At work
Anywhere, acception is key
Have you ever wondered why people feel the need to be accepted by someone that truly does not care for their being?
It's an indescribable pain
Being unaccepted can taunt your innerself and make you believe you cannot live without
You're mental and physical frame convinces you to believe that you will never be good enough for anything or anyone
Still people chose to hold on and continue to what cannot be
The madness of this is that while we try to spread love we have not recieved it back and we can but not from the people we deeply desire for

Constantly fighting with my innerself, begging my mind to forget, this my heart is weak for what it yeans,  lord knows no good can come off this.

That swèet smell of you;
The aroma always daring me to get closer;
And you, such a devil you are, you deny me not.
A stare into your eyes urging me on, and you keep drawing closer to me, I feel your body heat entering inside of me. I feel you possessing me, it’s crazy I know…

That vanilla taste in you, memories reminding me to want to bit your lower lip, just to see your eyes bubble out in a fright of me, routine way i move my finger on your arm, magic trick, always seems to work.

You always saw my next move, it’s like you knew my every intention, and I recall your every reaction

It was all too easy, my heart paced as i made my move, but you, so calm and collected, expecting my every approach, meeting my kiss half way each time, so perfect we could rhyme.

I was thinking am playing, but maybe there, I was the one being played

So I just want to forget, but...

My face fails to ignore the bliss that your memory brings, I smile and it’s all because of you.
Frequent laughter most times in silence, from memories of then, now.

I cannot get used to this, a mad man in the eyes of many, I am definitely insane, but how?

I won’t lie, I never saw this…never even hoped for it, my wishes never got this far
And I could never have a dream this wild, not in any day dream or romantic thought in all those lonely nights, all loving with no fights?

We walk too close to the edge you and me, I love the fear of falling, it’s so arousing
Maybe the only time I feel alive, being alive is excruciating, but for sanity I will walk away
I go for only a short while, you know very well that I am addicted, and i will be coming back for more

Moving towards an end is so stimulating, it’s like walking to your death, seeing your body transforming into a godly being, all in your conscious, priceless!
What most fear we embrace,
What most hear from whispers as taboo on dark corners, we enjoy in our lustful ways

This cannot be love, it’s too real that it is surreal.
I am now suffering from these pleasures that you bestow on yours truly,
Man was never made to love this strong,
I tremble from the touch of your finger,
I reach out to your departing shadow, I can feel the warmth of your perk in my memory, and i hear your voice wake me from my dreams.

Impossible but true, we have been served a dish for two…

Away from the chaos
I lit my cigarette and puff the smoke hard gruelling  to recall your Potriat
that every bone is colliding in agony
turning into ashes
But I am unable to see your silhouette
I am piercing my innerself  for you in this gloomy night,
but i am diving in the uncanny gallery
The pain is foreshadowing  of the woeful
future
But now i am immobile
Grieving the lullably from the distant window
Hoping now i will shed tears
But  emotions and heart are not synchronizing any longer
Even oasis can be a myth from near
But you are the essence precedes existence
Now I prefer evil over good
Evil has become my ally giving me morphine love
       "You are no  longer my addiction
My writing doesnt belong to you anymore".

Preaching of Almighty
Religiously with love
And sincere devotion
Yielding oneself
Eternally within Him
R**ealising one's innerself

Dear darling my one and only
You make my heart flatter in ways l cant explain
How could someone make me feel this way
The feeling is unexplainable but it brings joy to my innerself
I never understood the power of love until l met you
Oh my darling sweetheart
My heart has chosen you
You have found a perfect spot in my heart
You now have the only thing l swore l wouldn't give anyone
You have my heart now keep it safe
My precious darling

Away from the chaos
I lit my cigarette and puff the smoke hard gruelling  to recall your Potriat
that every bone is colliding in agony
turning into ashes
But I am unable to see your silhouette
I am piercing my innerself  for you in this gloomy night,
but i am diving in the uncanny gallery
The pain is foreshadowing  of the woeful
future
But now i am immobile
Grieving the lullably from the distant window
Hoping now i will shed tears
But  emotions and heart are not synchronizing any longer
Even oasis can be a myth from near
But you are the essence precedes existence
Now I prefer evil over good
Evil has become my ally giving me morphine love
       "You are no  longer my addiction
My writing doesnt belong to you anymore".

Another moment to ponder
hold your breath,for a while maybe a minute or two
converge all your consciousness to your brain solicitously
intrigue it to process your subconscious and conscious
then release your fear...for its nothing but anxiety of your expectations
let the pain go...it should not consume your innerself
its just hunting thoughts of the past and it was never made to stay
picture yourself succeeding in your plans
for this is who you are
a conqurer
Now breath out...

My Heart fell to the ground when I saw you
I was spilt in half
I had to learn to build myself up and become the person my innerself feared
You helped me become who I am today
My anxiety kept me silent and I’m learning to break it and beat it
I’m the warrior and anxiety is my cancer
Fight until you can’t no more
Don’t let your fear beat you to the ground and become your leader
Rebel through it all
Become fearless and don’t let it be the death of you
You are strong enough to win

After being tortured for a year,
She started to live in fear
Until an invisible hand held her for her support,
And she started to loosing her fear,
She started to talk with a person who is almost invisible
She started to talk with an invisible person,
May be it can be her innerself or an imagination,
But this invisible person make her a new person.
Now she is not an afraid girl.
She is a girl full of confidence and courage.
She have courage to fight back all the difficulties.
An invisible person made her courageous and brave,
And she has became a lawyer,
Who do fight for justice
Whenever in the needs that invisible person is the only support she have.
It's unbelievable but it's the truth that an invisible person has changed her and her life positively.

The true identity
of the innerself
is a mystery
and a wonder.
Hidden within and
coupled in synergy
to merge simultaneously
with the body
as one entity.
Earth my body.
Water my blood.
Air my breath.
Fire my Spirit.
You look with
your optical eyes,
but only see
with your mind.
Your eyes don't see.
Your soul sees
with your eyes.
Your ears don't hear.
Your soul hears
with your ears.
Your body is
not you.
It is the
bridge that connects
the real you
to the outside world.
Your body don't
have a voice,
the voice of
the spirit is
amplified through
your vocal cord
so you can hear it.
Only the heart
knows what is
in the mind
of the spirit.
You don't have
a language,
the dialect you
speak now is
only learned to
help you communicate
while you are
still here.
It is very different
from the dialect
of the spirit.
I am the
true lone wolf,
howling at the moon,
a moon which
I know I'll
never reach,
or get to have.
The greatest souls
are awakened out
of suffering and
the most impressive
personalities
endures many scars.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I WAS LOST,I WAS ALONE
                WHEN YOU CAME
           LIKE A  TWINKLING STAR
            INTO MY DARK NIGHTS
            WHEN I FOUND MYSELF/
        
        BUT I WAS NOT THAT LUCKY
              BECAUSE WITH ME
                          LIFE HAS
             ALWAYS BEEN MURKY//
                
                
    BUT NOW I WILL LIVE BECAUSE
   YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE
                          HAPPY
          MAYBE I WAS NOT YOURS
              OR YOU WERE MINE
             STILL I WILL SAY IT AGAIN  
                 YOU CHANGED ME
              
  ITS YOUR AURA THAT MADE ME.    
                          THINK
             LIFE IN  NEW WAYS
      AND YOUR THOUGHT MADE MY.    
                          DAYS
         STILL WHEN  I RECOLLECT YOU
           I CAN SEE  MY INNERSELF
                     THAT SAYS ,
            
         LET'S LIVE (LIFE) IN A NEW WAY/
          WHERE HAPPINESS IS SANCTITY
           WHERE THERE IS NO PAIN AND
                               LUST//
     SIDE ASIDE ALL YOUR EARTHLY
                        ENTITY
       AND COME BACK/COME BACK.  
                     AGAIN//
    
(MONEY PRIDE)NOTHING IS
                  IMMORTAL/
THE ONLY EVERLASTING THING IS
                          YOUR
                           SOUL/


   SO BE FREE, FREE FROM (ALL) YOUR
              BACKTRACKS AND
    YOUR MUNDANE POSSESSIONS.
        
             BREAK ALL THE MYTHS/
GIVE UP THE RUST OF YOUR SOUL/
               BE AUDACIOUS/
     AND COME BACK AGAIN/COME
                       BACK...//
                  
        LIFE IS SHORT,LIFE IS
              INVALUABLE
   (SO) DON'T JUST WASTE IT
        KNOW YOURSELF
AND BE THE GREATEST OF YOURS.  
                       TILL
                 THIS DATE.
              
  
    MY FRIEND, (LET'S) BREAK ALL
               THE PREJUDICES
     MAKE THE WORLD YOURS AND

                COME BACK
              COME BACK AGAIN...

Sparkling sunbeams in the deep
Swirling embrace in  blue clean  waters
Makes you want to dance with me
Gracious motions set you free
Naked emotions are to see
Moving innerself
Oceans blues
Come along dance with me.


Shell ✨🐚

I know each and every steps.
Every friends are striving in my love.
The time been won in battle
May be precious choosen one
Good and glorious fight my work
Praise and worship throughout the day over
Throughout the day over.

Certainly there were more friends in early life along with the family. But so far that i can speakout through my eyes the most powerful way to understand within you is pure, intelligence, deep, basis of individual life, creative source in nature. The flavor comes in listening youendlessly description of self insight into thought, is administering a dedicated uplifting beyond the soul within the universe. You as providing vision narrating a path with the bundle beds of flower with difficult roads for destination, are leading significantly aware of suffering around to the impulse exploring innerself without interruption and distraction. The mystery you essentially creates a pure full status of real time, space within the boundaries of ever changing habits day by day.
I would like to thank for everything even a second you permits to follow ultimate reality of life continuously emerging deep into eternal state of consciousness. When i eternally conscience within you, automatically unified sources of all force from cosmic energy enters into the centre part of the soul. So every molecules in my body can not leave your presence even an order of self.

The god you as my precious, enlightening the universe around me , mine, myself with you, is smiling infront goes around making peace quality of your presence.

A kind of mystical approaching gradually, you are giving the mind that not require the any extra effort to achieve the greater charm and happiness.when i enter into you, play within you and your smile that are giving more blissful experience with my favourite god infinite the peace of the inner self.

May be you don' t know the energy within you is spreading over the sparkling lightening of the cognition around that other people definitely gains towards positivity itself. No need to practice as transcendental meditation, if the people fortunately around you, stay , automatically meditated within self, found god as they wish their destination.

A bit of thanks to you as you are provìding the platform of learning withinself and experiences.

Best Regards
Uhi Rajako dijju

Before the buds of August bloom into a pretty, fruitful flower,  
She perched down into the couch to sip her coffee with some sour.  
While doing so, disgorging the pothole of my thoughts, she questioned: Do I allow her?
To feel every fright down her spine, cower down the line, worry, dismay, dread confine,  
Or to grin, scowl, howl under the mellow, mushy light
Nevertheless, I do claim: How her? Why her?  
Therefore, obeying my inner radiance, I reprimand:  
Live a little more, intonate the gratitude, and let your say soar.  
Revisit the cinematic flashbacks, let the gleamy happy tear frore,  
Look beyond the night, enrapture the day's roar.  
Admit you are apologetic if it makes you feel empowered.  
Shower with kindness before life devours your future endeavours.  
Embrace your flaws and let them reflect your superpowers.  
Be beautiful, be happy, be you. Elsewhere, who is she? without her?(the embodiment of my own innerself)